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Untold Stories Lyrics

Artist: Sinead O'Connor
Album: Throw Down Your Arms

Chorus:I am living while I am living to the father I will prayOnly he knows how we get through everydayWith all the hike in the priceArm and leg we have to payWhile our leaders play

Verse 1:All I see people a rip and a rob and a grabTief never love fe see tief wid long bagNo love for the people who a suffer real badAnother toll to the poll may God help our soulWhat is to stop the youths from get out of controlFull up of education yet no own no payrollThe clothes on my back have countless eyehole.I could go on and on the full has never been told

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Verse 2:Who can afford to run will runBut what about those who can't...they will have to stayOpportunity a scarce, scarce commodityIn these times I say... When mama spend her last and send you go classNever you ever playIt's a competitive world for low budget people,Spending a dime while earning a nickelWith no regards to who it may tickleMy cup is full to the brimI could go on and on the full has never been told

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Verse 3:All I see people a rip and a rob and a grabTief never love fe see tief wid long bagNo love for the people who a suffer real badAnother toll to the poll may God help we soulWhat is to stop the youths from get out of controlFull up of education yet no own no payrollThe clothes on my back have countless eyeholeCould go on and on and the full has never been told(On and On)Though this life keep getting me downDon't give up nowGot to survive somehowCould go on and on and the full has never been told

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Verse 4:Who can afford to run will runBut what about those who can't...they will have to stayOpportunity a scarce, scarce commodityIn these times I say... When mama spend her last and send you go classNever you ever playIt's a competitive world for low budget people,Spending a dime while earning a nickelWith no regards to who it may tickleMy cup is full to the brimI could go on and on the full has never been toldI could go on and on the full has never been toldI could go on and on....The full has never....